My first impression that day? It was scorching hot.
It was the middle of summer, and from the moment it rose, the sun relentlessly poured its fiery rays over our heads. Those magnificent beams turned the city into a furnace. So, we decided to take a little hike in the forest.
The idea was to get some fresh air, relax, enjoy the cool breezes, and get to know each other better. And I emphasize better get to know each other because, honestly, who would spend two hours on an old, non-air-conditioned yellow bus just to breathe? Like… can't we breathe at home? Under the AC with a glass of cold water? No, it's stupid. Plastic bag stuffing our backpacks for nothing.
Anyway. You get the point, dear reader: my real goal was never to endure two hours of travel. And now (glancing at my watch)… forty-five minutes of walking just to breathe. No, that doesn't excite me. What really makes me shiver in my underwear—or rather, what makes the heart of this little virgin of a boy beat so fast—is named Jasmine.
Iranian by nationality, she has a beauty that would make the goddess of beauty herself blush with jealousy. Surely Paris never met her when it set its sights on a woman who wouldn't even deserve comparison with my beloved, with her tanned skin and long hair gathered into a thick tuft at the nape of her neck.
From time to time during the walk, she turns her head back between conversations with her friends and gifts me with a broad smile. Sweeter than honey. I don't doubt it for a second, because only the miracle of a true goddess could make my heart beat so fast.
Oh, god of love, I've prayed so much for the moment when I could finally kiss her, when my black eyes could get lost in the ocean-blue of her irises. Those days when our hands would touch, when our arms would wrap in an eternal embrace… Yes, I pray that day will be blessed.
And if my offerings to the gods have been accepted, then that great day will arrive in just a few minutes.
Oh Holy Mother, don't think I crossed half the city in short jeans just to admire my Jasmine's body… well, maybe a little, but don't compare me to those ridiculous protagonists who spend 666 chapters chasing after a girl, getting only a glance per chapter.
No, far from me those fools I've always despised. If I want a girl, I'll use every means to have her. I would have been happy to give you all my tips in a PDF for a perfect move, but with Jasmine, we've already passed that stage. Now, she and I are no longer protagonists of a small romcom set in a Japanese school (like everyone else). No, we were something more.
She was my doe and I was her lion. And all I had to do was eat her.
I've outlined this project in four chapters. The first was to raise the necessary funds to participate in this trip, so I've already accomplished that. As for the second, it was a bit special, so let's move on to the third.
"Please, sir."
One of the students raised his hand to get the attention of the two teachers at the front of the pack. The blonde with the slightly awkwardly tanned body turned around, almost cursing with exhaustion.
"I'm exhausted. It's too hot, and I'm sweating like a ram with the Tabaski festival approaching. Please, let's take a break."
The teacher turned to the professor, and they both let out a long breath before agreeing to take a break after looking up at the students' exhausted faces.
"Listen to me, everyone, we're going to take a one-hour break here." The place may be secure, but don't stray too far, announced the teacher.
Immediately, everyone threw down their bags and other belongings and fell flat on their faces, exhausted and sweating like cricket leg cooks.
I then waited for the temperature to drop and everyone to feel comfortable, then I moved a little closer to Jasmine, who was leaning against a tree.
A gentle tap on her shoulder, and the beautiful brunette followed me under the pretext of passing by. I had calculated an interval of five minutes after my departure so as not to arouse unfounded suspicions.
Because right afterward, the two of us quietly moved away from the others, without noise or sound, nothing to disturb this moment of pure happiness.
Just my Jasmine and I, walking so close that our fingers tickled, which drew stifled giggles from my sweetheart, while I struggled to hide all the joy and mischief that decorated my face every time I looked at her back, so strong and imposing... as soft as her big, rounded buttocks.
Just thinking about it made my 7.5-inch frame snicker. Which forced me not only to hide my face behind a devilish smile, but also the large bulge appearing on the front of my pants.
"So... so... do you like it?" she asked, surprising me with her sweet, angelic voice.
"Huh... han... yes, I do. I'd even say I'm completely crazy about it. Haha..." I stupidly replied.
"Ah... glad you like the view. It's so beautiful around here."
- Oh, I don't need you to tell me that.
But I'm not sure we were thinking the same thing. Nevertheless, I had to continue the conversation, because she seemed so... happy?
- I heard there are quite a few snakes here, so we'll have to be careful on the ground.
- Snakes? I hate them. But I heard they're harmless here.
Oh, my dear, mine isn't, and believe me, when I'm done with you, you'll love snakes more than you ever thought. But the problem with these little creatures is that as soon as you say their name, you see one.
- Hiyaaaakkkk, watch out, a snake!!! I suddenly yelled, pointing at a snake... under the girl's legs, who got the fright of her life.
- Kyaaaaaaaaa!!! she yelled before jumping on me.
Surprised, she wrapped both legs around my waist and hugged me like a child hugs its mother. Her head buried in my collar, her body trembling, my nose filled with a delicious scent, her breath warm on the back of my neck, and my 7.5 inches became harder than steel and straighter than the Statue of Liberty.
Suddenly, I felt a wave of energy surge from my chest and envelop my entire body. It would have taken a superhuman effort not to scream with joy and excitement, even though I felt all my defenses give way and my reason vanish under the weight of her body.
"Oh oh, I... Jas... JASMINE!!!" I finally yelled, wrapping my arms around her hips to grasp them in their entirety.
Immediately, her muscles relaxed and she understood what was happening. I was ready to do it here and now, like that, in that position, without ceremony.
And she understood perfectly well, because I was like a man possessed, about to make the biggest mistake of my life. Maybe that's why she pushed me back so violently. She landed on her feet while I backed away, trying to stabilize myself, carried by her strength, before slipping and falling into an old abandoned well.
Worthy of an Indian film.
In the midst of freefall, straight towards the dark depths of this old abandoned well in the forest, I asked myself: what the hell went wrong?
The plan was simple. I'd even divided it into four chapters.
- Chapter 1: I buy myself a ticket for the group hike.
- Chapter 2: I send my old friend to scout ahead and hide a plastic snake on the road.
- Chapter 3: I pay the little fat guy to pretend to be exhausted and stop the hike.
- Chapter 4: I scare Jasmine with the fake snake and take the opportunity to fuck her.
Everything was perfect. The perfect plan of a good little nerd virgin. But now, I didn't understand anything anymore. Maybe this is karma for wanting to screw such an innocent girl.
- GROAAAAAAAARUUUUUUUSUUUUU!!!
I started screaming nonsense, out of fear, until I smashed against the surface of the water in the old well. And thank goodness, because it could have been pebbles.
My body aching, I gradually lost consciousness, surely sinking to the bottom. I couldn't see the bottom of the well because it was too dark, and I couldn't see Jasmine either, who was screaming my name, as I sank facedown. I could barely see anything and could barely hear my name being called to the surface. I was gradually losing control of my body and the use of my senses, especially my sight, when a flash of light burst forth at the bottom of the well, for a moment.
It caught my attention, and with a desperate gesture, I reached out when it reappeared a second time, to grasp the kind of rope of light that suddenly shot out from the spring.
I grasped it tightly with all my strength, letting myself be pulled by its rapid stretch, like a fish suspended on the end of a fishing rod. The next moment, I was launched into the air... exactly like a fish, and hovered above a vast well filled with sparkling water where a dozen individuals were busy... writing, observing, and... studying the well, including me, who had just landed on my ass.
"Ouch, ouch!" I said, stroking my butt.
"Oh no, another Homo sapiens," said a voice.
"I'm sick of them. As if there weren't more interesting things to study."
"Besides, this is the last catch of the month. What a waste."
"All right, the experiment is over, and we'll have to wait until next month for the interworld well to work again. So, break it off!" »
I didn't understand a word of what they were saying, and in fact, I wasn't even listening to them. I was lost in my thoughts and in the sky. My gaze could no longer tear itself away from the unparalleled spectacle unfolding before me.
Humans... humans... they were flying in the sky?!
- What the fuck?
Oh yes, I forgot to introduce myself. What on earth am I thinking? My name? Well, you can call me Namory... and, dear reader, know that by the end of this story, this name will be as feared as the plague or cholera. It will make kingdoms tremble, humans shudder, anger beasts, and terrify even the celestial world. For it will be the name of the most powerful of kings, that is, me.